Interview With Midway Mary

Warning – Mary is a very skilled liar and a thief. She’s devious and out for revenge and her hidden agenda is terrifying. During the pre-interview process, Mary tried to steal several items from the interviewer’s handbag – she never stops.

AUTHOR: Let’s all welcome Mary Prattle, known to many as Midway Mary. How are you today, Mary?

Mary: I don’t like being called that. So stop it.

AUTHOR: You mean Midway Mary?

Mary: You’re damn right I do.

AUTHOR : (smiling) OK. Tell us about yourself. Where are you from?

Mary: (narrowing her eyes) Why? Are you some kind of strange female constable? Never saw one before. But maybe they exist now. (she then looked around the room wide-eyed)

AUTHOR: No. I’m not a police officer. I’m a writer. It’s like I told you earlier, I”m just asking you questions so my readers can learn more about you. So – would you please tell us where you are from?

Mary: (shrugging) Don’t know why anyone wants to know about me. I’m just a gypsy. I’m from Hungary. The Old Country, you know. (once again she narrowed her eyes) And I can read minds!

AUTHOR: Of course you can. That must come in handy. Tell us more about some of the mind reading you’ve done.

Mary: (laughing) There’s not enough time to tell you all of that! But, there was one man. He was very tall, and good-looking. Not like the rest of them. More polite.

AUTHOR: Sorry to interrupt. The rest of them? What do you mean?

Mary: All the men. (sniffing) They admire me. Lots of them do!

AUTHOR: I see. Go on tell us about this special man.

Mary: (nodding) Yes. That’s what he was! Special! Such pretty blue eyes. And blonde. I don’t usually like blonde men but he was different.

AUTHOR: What did he say to you?

Mary: (shaking her head) No. He wasn’t saying much. It was me who did the talking. He wanted a reading from me.

AUTHOR: Tell us about your readings.

Mary: (smiling broadly now) That’s better! I love to talk about my readings! I’m a gypsy like my mother before me. Back in The Old Country, in Transylvania, we read magic cards. Oracle cards. They tell all. A person’s most guarded secrets. And they tell the future!

AUTHOR: I thought you were from Hungary?

Mary: Oh, yes. I misspoke! Hungary, of course. I have cousins in Transylvania. Spent many a Summer there.

AUTHOR: I’m sure you did…. And this man, the tall blonde one, he wanted a reading?

Mary: Yes! That’s what I said! Didn’t you listen? For some future-woman you’re not very smart are you, lady??

Mary: He wanted a reading! Like I said how many times now? Three? The man wanted to know about a woman. (winking) Two of them actually.

AUTHOR: What women? Who were they?

Mary: Well…..one of them was his wife. Miserable thing she is too. The other…. much different. Mysterious. Most ladies her age are hags. But not her! (laughing) She’s still a beauty and it drove him crazy!

AUTHR: Who? Who is this man?

Mary: (now stone serious) I can’t say. I’m sworn to secrecy. It would be against the Gypsy Code to reveal my customers’ secrets.

NWM: And…by any chance….is there a price that would change the code, Mary?

Mary: (chuckling wickedly) Always is! How about that handsome timepiece you have on your arm there? Never saw one like that before!

AUTHOR: My watch? I don’t think you could keep it. You know it’s battery-operated. That means you’ll need a new one every year or so. There aren’t any in 1840.

NWM: Don’t you have any scruples at all? I paid you for that information. If you don’t tell me what I want to know then you’ve stolen that watch.

Mary: (glaring at me) You took this watch off and handed it to me. Told me all about some bat-ter-ry. You even told me how to fasten this fine leather belt it has. This was a gift!! I didn’t steal anything!!

AUTHOR: (sighing) Is there anything you can tell us that is not a lie?

Mary: (pausing before thinking) Mr. Allen is in love. And it’s driving him mad. Do you want to know with who?

AUTHOR: Yes! Very much!

Mary: (smiling broadly) It’ll cost you more. Those earfobs you’re wearing. Are they diamonds? They’d look right pretty on me.

AUTHOR: (I shook my head) Thank you so much for your time, Mary. It’s been a pleasure having you here!

Mary: (frowning) What about the earfobs? I like them! Your readers would sure love to know about this lady. Won’t expect this at all!

AUTHOR: Have a nice day, Mary!

Mary: We can make a trade! My gloves for the earfobs! They were made by the seamstress who tends to the future Empress Charlotte of Mexico! How would you like to have them?

AUTHOR: The interview is now over. Back to New York, Mary!

Mary: (narrowing her eyes) I’ll get even with you – future lady! Mark my words! You’ll rue the day!

This interview is with a fictional character from my series, “CounterClockwise: A Blast From The Past Love Story”